In the cozy warmth of the room, Estelle lay on the bed, her fingers intertwined with his, a dreamy halo in her eyes.

The late afternoon sun was warm and soft, carrying a touch of lazy mystery as it prepared to hand over the sky to twilight.

She was so lost in his kisses that time seemed to dissolve.

Jonathan suddenly sat up, his lips lingering on her ear, his voice husky, "I had a blast as a mercenary, but what about the days spent with me?"

Estelle's gaze cleared slightly, a hidden smile in her eyes, itchy from his kisses, she couldn't help but dodge playfully, "Mr. Lamont, can't your heart be just a tad bigger?" "Can't!" Jonathan nipped at her collarbone. "Spill it!"

Estelle stared at the ceiling light and murmured, "What do you think?"

"Are you happy?" Jonathan looked down at her intently.

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